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Check check one two on the boom shot Here's the one on the gun in the street spot Little boyz in the hood far from L A Got the heat on the street Now they're ready to play Got the look of a crook Now they got the prop Gassed up head full of lead Might even drop a cop Or not, who knows, it could go any way But fun with a gun the games children play Why did someone have to be the victim Of a stupid game you shouldn't be playing Don't you know that guns aren't for children I tried to tell you but you didn't listen The second verse skit is on the hearse tip Young fingers on triggers and bodies gonna get hit Lick fe shot's that go bang in the night Just that quick you know he lost his life Such a shame that the game Had to end like that Body dies mama cries When the hammer cracks I know you didn't mean it The damage is done It's what you get Playing with gun, son Bulletproof - it's a shame Bulletproof - and you know the game One mistake, a lifetime of pain Hell your cell yourself to blame Bulletproof - no you ain't Bulletproof - and nobody is A gun ain't a toy, toys are for kids Click-clack-pop-pow l
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
You come on over, right through my front door Strapped with all your baggage What you bringing that for? Don't want no disrespect, cuz we all know the score But you need to put time in at the common sense store Yes yes y'all (yes y'all) Yes y'all (yes y'all) Yes y'all, yes yes You're brainwashed y'all (washed y'all) Washed y'all (washed y'all) What's all in your head? Let's make one thing crystal clear We don't want no ism here Now you say you hate me and you're not ashamed It's just insecurity that's causing you pain Well, if you can't get past that we are not the same Then realize that ism is a part of the blame Yes yes y'all (yes y'all) Yes y'all (yes y'all) Yes y'all, yes yes You're brainwashed y'all (washed y'all) Washed y'all (washed y'all) What's all in your head? Let's make one thing crystal clear We don't need no ism here Racism-we don't want it here Sexism-we don't need it here Fascism-we don't want it here Keep that ism out of my ear Terrorism-we don't want it here Leftism-we don't need it here Fakeism-we don't want it here We don't want it , we don't need it Yes yes y'all (yes y'all) Yes y'all (yes y'all) Yes y'all, yes yes You're brainwashed y'all (washed y'all) Washed y'all (washed y'all) What's all in your head? Let's make one thing crystal clear We don't need no ism here Racism-we don't want it here Sexism-we don't need it here Fascism-we don't want it here You better keep that ism out of my ear Terrorism-we don't want it here Leftism-we don't need it here Fakeism-we don't want it here We don't want it , we don't need it (need it) Need it (need it) Need it No
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
It's not about a revelation It's not about some religion It's not about a house of worship It's about our redemption We have to make it work We've got to live, give, don't trip Why do you ask what I believe in When we both know that you don't care If heaven's high Then hell is low How do we know Where we all go It's not about sectarianism It's not about superstition It's not about what you believe in It's about our salvation Don't ask why I don't know I'm just trying To save my soul
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
Rise above You can rise above With a little bit of love Life has taught me one thing How it is I wanna live Love has shown another light Gave me, something to believe in There is love hate, birth and death For us all In these pits do not fall Rise above Detachment from the body's needs Cannot live my life in fear From my mind I must be free Free at last I see so clearly There is wealth, loss, pleasure, pain In this world So you know This will go Quick as it comes And like the smoke we rise You better open your eyes Cuz your soul can't hide behind the lies Open up and breathe You gotta plant the seed Check the flow of the breath over reed
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
Standing up at the plate Waiting on my date I was starin' to worry She was a halt-hour late My team don't like it When I delay the game But they know I'm crowned The girls on the rebound Life is like a stadium at night Crowd cheers jeers Drama spot lights The public know us Maybe they don't But now I m gonna show 'em What the cameras won't Time is running out for you and me What's it all about ? When I was a kid I went down to the minors For stealing a base They gave me a shiner Sat me on the bench 'til I learned my lesson Little older, wiser And a little less aggressive At the age of 17 I got back on the team Like a quarterback sneak Every kid's dream Never far from home Always in the zone Home or away In ballparks and domes C'mon and play these games today Who wants to play these games today I'm gonna play these games today We gotta play Play games
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
I'm hitting switches in my eighteen wheeler Burning trees on the run from the smokies like a dealer A master MC on the CB kid nappin your ears G But you can't even see me I'm breakin up all you good ol' guys And I'm collecting mad props At truck stops from all your wives I keep it live with word manipulation Its the Dog Eat Dog roguish armament invasion All across the nation and around the world People are getting live, yeah they know the time We won't stop and we won't quit And all you truckers gotta deal with it We don't care we got the right Stupid gear jammin we're getting live Breaka breaka 1-9 it's live and direct The I double L captain of the armament The FCC's been looking for me This is my radio these are my channels 125 channels Testing We're going down in the live annals ancient ones The handle I burns the candle at both ends it's live my son Raw like sewage world wide is how we do this Keeps it true to the music so you can move kid
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
Maybe I fly too much Maybe you're high too much I don't know, but I know That I'm buggin' Maybe I think too much Think maybe you're out of touch I don't know, but I know That I'm buggin' On and on and on it goes Where it stops nobody knows Round and round and round again It feels like this will never end Maybe I bitch too much Shut the fzzuck up I don't know, but I know That I'm bugging Maybe I smoke too much Please put out that butt I don't know, but I know That I'm bugging I'm buggin'
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
Could I fly around the world If my wings were really broke And see so clearly Drowning in grey smoke I've got to stay quiet But there's so much to say If I could feel my arms I'd push it all away I know there is a future And the best is still to come When all I have are feelings Why am I always... Wishing that a moment Was really like an hour The every penny that I earn Could balance out the dollar Something that's spent on patience Would make me patron saint You know I might be ordained today I guess I'll have to wait Hurry up and wait Gotta break it out Gonna turn the lights on See what's there for me Take a look around With an open shutter There's a world to see
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 25, 2026
You tried out for the high school team So you would have some childhood dreams That you and your father could share Football coach said you're too small Don't even think of basketball You knew you were destined to fail Went to the track meet You wanna be an athlete (sore loser) Get back in your seat they said Go to the dugout Three strikes you stuck out (sore loser) And home runs flew over your head Looking down on rock n' roll And you dreamed of scoring goals You're saving those dreams for your bed Thought it was cool to be a jock You ended up a rent-a-cop A dozen donuts in your hand You're a loser A sore loser Now it seems the tables turned The game of life you should have learned So try using some of your brains All your high school friends are stars Driving really fancy cars The irony drives you insane
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 25, 2026